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Flato do dia

Ora ele, ora ela. E quem começava a sequência era absolutamente aleatório. Irrelevante. Slobodan e Antonija gabavam-se de ser um casal ventoso.

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Manuela disse…
hahah..que sintonia.
Era a comida que ela fazia. Batata doce, repolho...dava esta sonoridade ao casal.
Românticos-peidaemandabeijo!!!!
Manuela disse…
João,

só eu escrevi neste conto.Será que ficaram com medo do efeito estufa?:-))
Rocío disse…
Nada disso Manuela. Eu estava à espera de que o quarto ficasse um bocado arejado (a minha alergia não me permite ficar em ambientes viciados...mas apenas nos viciosos) ;-)
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Di Spagnuelo disse…
Hahaha! Interessante!

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